About a week ago, I was given some great news. Not only was I going to receive a complimentary media ticket to the Diana Ross concert tonight, but after the show, I was going to be given 10-15 minutes for an interview with Miss Ross, to be held backstage in her dressing room.
This was to all happen tonight-I had even arrived in the area of the theatre hours beforehand for some other events. Unfortunately, I was hit with a double whammy. But I have realized that what happened might be a better story than an actual interview.
First, the marketing director at the theatre called me at about 3:45. She informed me that since Miss Ross lives near this theater, she was demanding 80 complimentary tickets for her friends and family, rather than the usual 50. Therefore, my media ticket was being revoked.
A few minutes later, I called Miss Ross's personal assistant, who I was supposed to contact after the show. I told her what had happened, and she then recommended that I stop by the theatre as soon as possible-Miss Ross was already in the building.
The assistant met me at the stage door, and we went in the elevator up to the dressing room area. In the elevator, she informed me of the "forbidden" topics for this interview, including the other members of the Supremes, Miss Ross's close friend Michael Jackson, and Motown founder Berry Gordy, who she had a well-known relationship with. I assured the assistant that none of these people would be mentioned.
Once we arrived at the dressing room, the assistant quickly went inside to inform Miss Ross that I had arrived. She then sternly told me "Miss Ross will see you now."
I walked in, and there she was-Diana Ross in the flesh. She looked absolutely stunning! Before I could say a word to her, she asked me a simple question: "WELL?"
I politely introduced myself, and told her how much of an honor it was to meet her. Miss Ross then questioned me: "You mean to say that YOU'RE the one that they sent for this interview?" I informed her that I am a freelancer, and I conduct and submit interviews pretty much when I feel like it. Nobody "SENT" me.
Miss Ross called her assistant into the room, and asked her: "Why did you send this CHILD into my dressing room?" Now, I may be fairly young, and I do have a "baby face", but these facts should have nothing to do with my interviews. The assistant asked Miss Ross what she should do about the situation, and the living legend told her to send me out.
Before I left, however, I asked Miss Ross to sign a quick autograph for me. She then told me, "I don't have time right now."
I don't understand what Diana Ross's deal is. Okay, it's true that she doesn't exactly have the best reputation among the press and those who work with her-in fact, many consider her attitude to be divalike.
However, she agreed to participate in a 10-15 minute interview that I would conduct, only to change her mind the minute she met me. It shouldn't really matter-or should it? I'd love to hear your opinions!